At midnight, I asked in soliloquy,
'Where could I find the palace of the King,
Of all dominions? '
He replied in my heart's ear, 'Next to your sight,
In the shadow of My manifestations.'
In quest for the palace of the King,
I went to human-made houses of the King,
Constructed by followers of different faiths,
To see the throne of the King in supposed palaces,
But nowhere I could find the King sitting inside.
In stillness, I heard the sound of the river of life,
Flowing from the fathomless source of life.
I no longer worry about the course that the river,
Of my life takes in its journey back to the sea.
(MyKoul)
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I would like to translate this poem